Chapter 250: : Foot Academy

It's another ten-year admission season
The teachers in charge of admissions office of Foot College are almost anxious to lose their hair, because every time this time is their most troublesome time.
As the most powerful official organization in the universe, the Federation has almost innumerable population and power. The schools under the power are as numerous as stars. Those who can be dislocated in such a vast number and become famous schools will have extremely high There is no need to worry about the source of students. No matter how expensive the tuition is, there are a large number and a large number of students who have broken through the threshold and knelt into it. The reason is naturally because the base of the federal people is huge enough!
But on the contrary, the school without a reputation is particularly bleak, because there are too many schools, you are too easy to drown in this starry sky, usually choose their school is some options are not optional, and finally hold the idea of ​​giving it a try I chose a school I have n’t heard of.
The general quality of such students is not good. The qualifications are ordinary and the training effect is general. Outside the society, it is naturally more difficult to establish a reputation for the school. Therefore, in order to make a profit, the college can only reduce the salary standard of the tutor. Wherever you go, the teachers in this school will become worse and worse, and a vicious circle will form.
Underfoot Academy has reached the more important door now
The time for the establishment of this college is not short. It is almost 20 million years old. Of course, this is naturally incomparable to the big coffee colleges with tens of millions of epochs. In the meantime, it ’s commendable to be able to persist for so long
The principal established by One Step College is a senior member of the slime family named Kim, and it is the existence of a minority of slime people who have become star-shaped organisms. The original intention of the college was to provide indigenous students who were not born into a big family Upgrade your platform.
In fact, the original intention of most private colleges is like this, but the reality is too cruel, many colleges have failed to persevere, and the undergraduate college is considered to be relatively well-run.
Because the first-generation principal didn't know where to get a huge amount of wealth, he had a hard time supporting the previous millions of years of losing money. With the efforts of him and a group of like-minded instructors at no cost, the college still cultivated some relatively high-quality s student.
Of course, high-quality students may not be able to mix well when they go out, but after a million years of hard work, finally they slowly began to pay off. More and more high-quality students have gone out and started to build their careers in foreign countries to achieve relatively high achievements. Some people started drinking water and thinking about it, and started to pay for the college.
Slowly, some lords of the gods learned about the good quality and low price of their school students, as well as relatively high-quality educational resources, so they began to have some gods to cooperate with them slowly.
The school seems to be on the right track.
Just when a group of older mentors thought that they finally got out of their way, something unexpected happened to anyone. The third lord of the universe was found to cooperate with the void, the first war Cangyue rose, and quickly annihilated with an extremely powerful gesture. This once the third force.
The incident was so severe that his undergraduate college was one of the schools affected. A large number of students who had originally walked out of his school were killed in battle, and most of the gods who cooperated with them were killed and injured.
I have to say that it is really a matter of luck. Although this matter is big, it is impossible to spread all forces, but it is good or not. Their school is the kind of bad luck.
After many years of painstaking management, before returning to liberation, many mentors slowly began to wear away their enthusiasm. After all, there was nothing from the beginning, and there was little success in the back. They spent millions of years now. The blow back to the starting point is really too big. How many people can resist them if they want to start over? After all, not everyone is an immortal life like a principal, how many millions of years can life have?
So finally, there was a tutor who started to run away, and the academy also slowly walked to the edge of the landslide
"Principal, the publicity fee opened in the same city as the light is 144 billion a day, and the promotion cost is 1 billion. The cost of refreshing the monthly subscription is"
The director of the Propaganda Department carefully reported to the principal that the cost-effectiveness he had screened out was considered a very high-profile port.
When Headmaster Slime heard the announcement, the healthy green all turned a little purplish, very weak and weak: "Isn't it cheaper?"
There is a reason for lack of confidence. When he founded the school that year, he could be said to be very prosperous, but after all, he lost millions of years of money. Where can the huge wealth withstand such consumption?
By now, he is really about to end in despair
There is very little money left for him, and he can no longer spend money at the same cost as before. In order to ensure the strength of teachers, the high treatment of tutors cannot be reduced, and the quality of educational resources must be maintained. This is also what they did The original intention of the school.
You can keep this one, and you have to choose the one you want to promote.
The director of the propaganda department also understood the principal ’s frowning look, understandably, and understand the reality, the reality is the same. The same city of light is already a cheaper publicity channel for this galaxy. Other channels either have no traffic at all, or just The price is even more expensive.
"How many students sign up now?" The principal asked again.
"3,511" The Propaganda Department honestly said: "Most of them are indigenous students from nearby galaxies. I heard that we have tuition reductions here and I barely came to register. Of course, there are some parents who know the quality of our school. Chose us "
The principal smelled a slime of jelly with a slime standard, most of which was due to tuition exemption, that is to say, this large group of students can pay limited tuition, and only more than 3,000 students, I am afraid that even the teacher ’s salary The odds are not enough
Even if some old neighbors know the quality of their schools and are willing to send their children, it is estimated that they value their cost performance and their children ’s college entrance examination results are average. If they have some results, I am afraid they will eventually choose a famous school outside.
Thinking of this principal, I felt that I couldn't see hope. Sometimes I really wanted to give up.
"What about our partners? Didn't there be students from this year?"
This was even more embarrassing as soon as the admissions director came out. Since the incident in Cangyue, most of the gods who had cooperated in their schools had been killed or injured. To continue to cooperate.
But in recent years, there are also one or two high-quality gods who are optimistic about them, such as Lord of the Brewmaster
But Jiuxian has sent three batches of trainees to come over continuously. As a lord who hasn't risen for too long, although the development is extremely fast, the demand for this aspect is always limited. Can't you count on others every year?
Seeing the appearance of the director of admissions, the principal sighed: "Okay, you don't need to say anything"
The whole principal's office suddenly fell into silence. The following teachers looked at each other without knowing what to say for a while.
"Principal!" At this moment, a young female teacher came outside, panting and breathing: "A lord came and said he wanted to talk about cooperation!"
"Oh?" As soon as this word came out, the whole dead office regained vitality in an instant.
"What level? Which galaxy? What is the cooperative project? Cultivating local natives or recruiting staff for postgraduate studies?"
The woman rubbed her hands embarrassedly: "I forgot to ask these when I was so excited"
Everyone: ""
"But the level does not seem to be high, only five levels!"
"Five levels?" Everyone's face suddenly stiffened. Most of the freshness just now was lost. What did the fifth-level lord come to do? Cultivate black goblins?
"Forget it, mosquitoes are also meat," the principal sighed: "Go, take me to see"
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